Last night, New Years Eve, Ben had to work so it was just the boys and I hanging out.
Grandpa J went to work with him too--I'm super glad he finally decided to go because he had a blast! So the boys and I were going to have a mini party here at home. Gigi came over and brought doughnuts--of all nights for a sugar high I guess last night would be the best!
Our party ended up being a dud.
I didn't get out any other snack foods. We caught just the last 40 minutes of Shrek II and then I made them watch the festivites in time square. They were totally not excited about that--"What is this? The...news?" came from HJ. We just had to watch it though!
Lucas ended up crashing out pretty early--before 10:00 I'm pretty sure.
Josh Oliver kept going up and down the stairs and eventually fell down them--I'm pretty sure it was from the very top. His gums just had a bit of "bleed" on them, but I totally had pictures of a broken arm--that was the result our same type of New Years celebration four years ago with Lucas!
Josh and HJ were both so tired, but were just not going to give into sleep--Henry kept asking when we were going to bed! Finally at like 10:40 they showed London when it hit the New Year--Big Ben rang and everyone cheered.
Gigi and I quickly jumped on board and celebrated our New Year, too. I said, "Henry, are you going to jump up and down and say 'Hurray for the New Year'?" He gave the most unimpressive display of New Year excitement! I tried to wake Lucas up, but he was out cold.
Needless to say, when the clock struck 12:00, I was up in my bed eating leftover sloppy joes.
Exciting, I know, but really it was just where I wanted to be at that time!
